The news had definitely gotten to them. The moment our car stopped at the main grand entrance of the royal building, I stepped out on a long, red carpet. This was usually done to make a guest know how valued they are, and how much they mean to the hosts.

I was not a guest but this was my family treating me like one. Was it a good sign or not?

Feeling skeptical about the whole thing, my grip on my free outfit tightened. I held my clothes so tightly as I tried hard not to stumble and fall while walking.

I walked right into that magnificent building where I...